A traitor

When Su Qinglang came out of the Drunken Immortal Building, he felt comfortable and cheerful.

Standing at the door of Zuixian Tower, he couldn't help shaking his fan, looking up to the sky and laughing a few times.

At this moment, Ruyi, the book boy who was waiting in the tea shed opposite, saw his young master coming out, hurriedly greeted him, and said, "Young master, you are here now, Madam has something to ask you to go home."

Only then did Su Qinglang restrain his expression, looked at Ruyi and said strangely: "Since Madam invited me, why didn't you come in and call me? Stupid!"

Saying so, Yiyang took the folding fan and knocked on Ruyi's head.

Ruyi covered her head that had been beaten just now, her expression was very aggrieved, she squinted at the girl who was smeared with rouge and powder to attract customers, she snorted dissatisfied, and blushed and muttered: "I don't want to go in!"

After walking a few steps, Su Qinglang stopped again, looked back at the golden characters of "Zuixianlou", and seemed to be talking to himself: "You have to pretend to be a noble person when you visit brothels and whores. , I only heard of people who put on their pants and refused to admit it, but I have never seen them take off their pants, and they said that they are young, interesting and interesting."

Ruyi is 15 years old this year, and is a book boy selected by Su Qinglang himself. Although he follows Su Qinglang's ass all day long and is used to his extravagant appearance, she is still shy about this kind of romantic thing. very.

Every time I go out with Su Qinglang, I have to stay outside and refuse to go in, so I was ridiculed by Su Qinglang many times.

Hearing this, she thought that Su Qinglang was taunting him again, so she couldn't help but stare at him so wronged that she almost cried: "My lord, you're accusing me again..."

Su Qinglang glanced at him, yawned lazily again, and said casually, "Who said I was talking about you?"

He paused, leaned down slightly, moved to Ruyi's side, pointed at the bird's nest on the tree not far away with a folding fan, and deliberately put on a nasty and joking expression, looking very unflattering: "With your current appearance At most, it can only be regarded as the shell that has not been warmed in the nest, stupid!"

Ruyi felt bitter for a while, and wanted to cry even more than before, and the person who almost made him cry didn't realize his viciousness and shamelessness at all, and looked at his red eyes with tears in his eyes, but was very proud , and raised his hand to knock him again.

Turning around to leave, Hula Hula waved his fan, walked swaggeringly on the street, and laughed a few times with his head raised and his waist pinched.

Su Qinglang's father is Yushi Zhongcheng, a third-rank official in the imperial court, so the mansion seems to be not too big or small, and the location is not too close to the imperial palace.

Su Qinglang stood at the door of his own house, looking at the two big characters "Su Fu" on the plaque with a little sigh, then silently turned to the base of the wall in the back garden.

Ever since his father threatened that he would not have this son and that he was not allowed to enter the gate of the Su family, Su Qinglang could only climb over the wall every time he returned home.

He looked at the wall which he had climbed countless times, which had been polished to a smooth surface, and he sighed for a while, and sighed: "My son is facing the wind in a jade tree, and he is romantic, but he has to climb the wall when he returns to his home. What a shame!" ..."

Standing by the side, Ruyi couldn't stop rolling her eyes when she heard this, thinking to herself: Let the master catch me later, you will feel better!

After sighing against the wall, Su Qinglang lifted his pants, sighed again, and rolled up his sleeves.

The folding fan was thrown in, the hem of the clothes was tied around the waist, followed by a run-up, and a jump in the air, but in the blink of an eye, he was tightly hugging the bluestone bricks on the edge of the high wall.

It took a lot of effort to jump off the top of the wall, and unfortunately overwhelmed a rose plant below.

Su Qinglang stood in the yard of his own house, patted the moss on his hands, straightened his messy clothes, grinned and endured the pain, and pulled out the green thorns on his buttocks.

Finally, he picked up the orchid folding fan that fell on the ground, and limped towards the inner courtyard with his hands on his buttocks.

However, when he saw the figure sitting in the inner courtyard, Su Qinglang couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then trembled again.

He took out the hand covering his buttocks, wiped the cold sweat on his clothes silently, and quickly moved to a safe area, then revealed a sweet smile and said, "Father..."

Su Zheshan was sitting in the yard drinking tea leisurely after the morning court, when he saw Su Qinglang, he was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately after he came back to his senses, he rushed towards him furiously: "You are a useless little killer, a bastard with no conscience, how dare you come back..."

The servant butler standing next to him was used to this kind of thing, so he winked and dragged him one by one to stop him.

However, Su Zheshan was emotional, facing his own son was like seeing an enemy who killed his father and took his wife. He desperately wanted to break free, and almost raised his fist to greet Su Qinglang's head.

Seeing that the housekeeper was preventing him from breaking free, he could only curse with fists and kicks: "You bastard, who told you to come back, get out of here, get out of here..."

Su Qinglang stood not far from his father, squinted his eyes and smiled, nodded and bowed flatteringly and said: "Father, after the morning court, I haven't seen you for two hours, how is your old man?"

Su Zheshan was even more enraged, and almost didn't come up in one breath, coughed heavily, and then cursed with fists and kicks: "You bastard, I don't have a son like you, get out, get out..."

There was a little servant behind him, young and inexperienced, the first time he pulled the master's expensive body, he was a little scared, and accidentally let go of his hand, almost making him rush in front of Su Qinglang.

Seeing this, Su Qinglang shrank his pupils, quickly took a few steps back, took a folding fan to block his father's attack, and quickly said: "Father, I will get out later, the second mother announced that I have something to do, I dare not disobey."

Immediately afterwards, holding the folding fan in his hand, he bowed respectfully to his father, lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked towards the door of the inner courtyard as if the strong man had gone forever.

Su Qinglang stepped into the room, his father's angry curses still echoed in his ears.

He sighed slightly, since the boss of the Ministry of Punishment was killed by him, his father has recently had a lot of resentment towards him.

Suddenly he felt the wind blowing from his back, full of murderous intent, he quickly dodged to dodge, a cup brushed past his clothes, fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

He stopped in his tracks, regained his senses, waved his sleeves that were splashed with tea, walked into the room with a calm face, Shi Shiran saluted a woman: "Second Niang..."

Su Qinglang's second mother was originally Su Zheshan's concubine, Mrs. Liang. Since Su Qinglang's own mother died of illness, she was promoted to be the second wife of the mansion. Mrs. Liang has no heirs under her knees, so she has always treated Su Qinglang as the second wife. Treat him like his own son.

Seeing Su Qinglang approaching, Mrs. Liang looked at the broken teacup on the ground, then turned her head and told the maid beside her, "Go out and tell Su Zheshan that Qinglang was called by me. If he dares to touch my son One hair, my mother will turn around and fight him desperately!"

The servant girl's face was green and white, very ugly, but due to Madam's majesty, she had no choice but to take orders, while Su Qinglang stood in the hall, sighing and feeling a little emotional.

Recalling that before my old mother died, she fought to the death with the Liang family, but now she is as good as a mother and son with her. The affection in this world is fickle, and I really can't accept it.

Seeing him standing on the side, Liang Shi shook his head and sighed again, and couldn't help giving him a dissatisfied look.

Sitting in the living room, holding a piece of silk handkerchief in his hand, he said angrily: "I'm here now, what are you still doing there as a wooden stake? Could it be that I entered Er Niang's backyard, and I was still thinking about it?" Which girl from the Drunken Immortal Building?"

Shocked, Su Qinglang immediately stood up straight, shook his face, and walked over with a smile on his face: "How can it be!"

He casually inserted the folding fan into his waist, strode over to Liang Shi's side, pinched her shoulders doggy-leggedly, and coaxed her sweetly:

"People only talk about fighting tigers as brothers, father and son soldiers in battle, but in my opinion, Erniang loves me the most in the world, not to mention the girl from which building or courtyard, it is the empress from this palace. It can't compare to Er Niang's position in my heart."

Mrs. Liang rolled his eyes at him again, but he was still angry, but with a smile on his face, he pretended to be angry and said: "You child, you will use some nice words to coax me! If you really think about Er Niang so much, what are you doing all the time?" Won't you come back to see me?"

Su Qinglang hastily argued: "My child speaks from the bottom of his heart. Didn't my father tell people outside that I'm not allowed to come home again, or my legs will be broken..."

Having said that, he intentionally paused for a moment, and took a sneak peek, but seeing Mrs. Liang's resentful face, he snorted coldly, and the handkerchief in his hand was about to be twisted into a ball.

Cheating in his heart, he continued to add fuel and jealousy: "Although Erniang is the master of the house now, as my son, shouldn't I save some face for my father? I was clearly warned after all, it is not good to disobey my father Committing crimes against the wind, you can just wander around in our mansion if you have nothing to do?"

Mrs. Liang was originally very angry because of Su Zheshan's explicit prohibition, which made Su Qinglang unable to go back to the house to visit her often. After Su Qinglang's provocation, she is now annoyed.

Then I heard Su Qinglang say aggrievedly: "If it wasn't because of father's restriction, why wouldn't I not visit Erniang?"

After a pause, he shook Liang's shoulders again, and said coquettishly, "What kind of person I am, other people don't know, Er Niang, how can you not know?"

Immediately, Liang felt distressed, patted Su Qinglang's hand, and complained angrily: "That's right, it's all your father's fault. Our Qinglang family is the best and most filial child in the world."

Seeing that Mrs. Liang had almost forgotten to settle accounts with herself, Su Qinglang was satisfied, and went straight to the lower chair and sat down.

Picking up the cup on the square table, pressing the lid of the cup, took a sip of the ginseng tea prepared by Mrs. Liang himself, and asked: "By the way, Erniang came to see me today, what's the matter?"

"Is such that……"

Mrs. Liang coughed dryly, and replied: "Er Niang recently told you about a marriage. She is the daughter of Master Du's family in the west of the city. Do you want to go and see it tomorrow?"

Su Qinglang took a sip of tea and almost didn't come up in one breath. He stared at his second mother in surprise and said, "Where did the heroine come from, who wants to marry me?"